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Before Yang Yao left, he said that he would return in five days.

After he handed over the prescriptions for treating the epidemic to the doctors in the nearby cities, he still needed to be in command there to stabilize the overall situation, so he specially took care of Ye Qing and asked him to take good care of Hongming.

Ye Qing just gave him a blank stare and said: "You don't need to tell me, I will take care of it myself."

However, just two days later, he "broke his promise".

Strictly speaking, Cheng Fei was still to blame for this matter.

It was already after dinner, and Ye Qing went to the inn next door to observe a group of patients. By the way, he prescribed a nourishing prescription for their symptoms, and worked tirelessly to prepare the medicine, so that the first few who recovered first would be decocted and fed.

After explaining to him, he returned to the herb shop and saw that there was still faint candlelight in Hongming's room, so he knew he must be meditating again. After thinking about it, he knocked on the door: "Holy monk?"

A response quickly came from inside: "What's the matter with the benefactor?"

Ye Qing pushed the door open and entered, and said with a smile, "If you stay in the room every day like this, it will not be easy when it comes to the day of delivery."

Hong Ming was taken aback: "How to say?" He was used to the days when he had nothing to do, and he practiced meditation and worshiped the Buddha, and never thought of preparing for the future birth.

In fact, in such an era, apart from the so-called gynecologists, men who are generally proficient in medical science would not study women's childbirth. One is that men and women are not clear about giving and receiving, and proper men don't bother to understand these things. Two, Hongming is a monk after all. , even if he travels the rivers and lakes to help the poor and the poor, he will not intervene in these things in his spare time.

Ye Qing said: "Even women, they have to walk around frequently in ten months of pregnancy. This is not only good for the fetus, but also good for the mother. The chances of giving birth in the future will be higher. A man's pelvis is superior to a woman's. It’s not that you’re tossing too much, but you’re testing the edge of the fetal gas, and you’re just meditating in the room every day, and you don’t go out at all. If you continue like this, you can imagine what kind of situation you will encounter during childbirth.”

Hong Ming followed the example of kindness: "According to what the benefactor said, what should I do?"

Ye Qing folded her arms around her chest and walked around Shi Shiran, raised her eyebrows and said, "Why don't you go outside for a walk? It's not too far, it's in the backyard."

After thinking about it, Hong Ming nodded, "Alright." He let go of his cross-legged legs, and stood up with his waist propped up.

Ye Qing just watched from the sidelines, and didn't step forward to help. The road from the lord's mansion to Liuzhou was in an emergency, and the boat and car were tiring. , is not the character of the original owner.

This night, the bright moon is in the sky, the stars are shining brightly, the wind is like the water, and the scenery is infinite.

Hong Ming walked out of the door slowly, holding his waist with one hand, his seven-month-old belly became more and more swollen, hanging heavily on his waist, like a big ripe watermelon.

Ye Qing picked up the candle on the case and illuminated the way to the backyard for him, so as not to cause a tragedy if he was careless.

As he walked, Hongming who was silent said suddenly: "At that time, it was only the poor monk's decision to keep this child, and he has not asked the benefactor's intention." He paused, "It is too late to ask at this time... "

Ye Qing looked at Hongming curiously: "If I say, I'm still young, I haven't had enough fun yet, and I don't want to be burdened by a child, how will you treat me?"

Hong Ming paused, and thought for a while, before saying: "If the benefactor doesn't want him, just pretend that he doesn't exist, and the poor monk will raise him up."

Ye Qing looked sideways: "I said I don't want him, but you are not angry at all?"

Hong Ming didn't understand, so he said, "What's there to be angry about? The poor monk decided to give birth to him. His original intention was that he couldn't bear to have this little life killed before it was born. It has nothing to do with the benefactor."

As he spoke, he lowered his eyes and looked at his round belly: "Now, it's still the same. If the benefactor wants him, the poor monk will not hide his life experience. If the benefactor doesn't want him, the poor monk will raise him by himself in the future." That's right."

He was so transparent, as if no emotion could shake his mind. After hearing this, Ye Qing felt a little uncomfortable: "Yes, everything in this world can be seen by the holy monk?" The words had an obvious sour taste.

Hongming was stunned: "How could it be? Although all living beings are equal, who can truly achieve the level of a bowl of water? Even poor monks can't reach the realm mentioned by the benefactor."

Seeing that Ye Qing didn't answer, she continued to walk around the backyard tirelessly.

For a while, the two fell silent again. After a few laps, Ye Qing couldn't hold back: "The holy monk thinks, if I really don't want this child, will I still take care of you like this?"

Hong Ming only said: "The benefactor looks strange, but in fact he has a kind heart."

Doesn't this mean that he would take care of anyone in this way?Ye Qing curled her lips: "Then you are wrong. If I were someone else, I wouldn't bother to take care of this matter. Didn't the holy monk hear that many people chase after me for medical treatment, but there is nowhere to ask for help?"

"However, since the poor monk met the benefactor, he has never seen the benefactor disregarding human life. A few days ago, the benefactor put in all his efforts to save the epidemic, and the poor monk saw it. After this time, even Brother Yang has changed his mind about the benefactor."

What a silly monk!Ye Qing sighed inwardly.

Just as he was about to continue talking, a group of men in black suddenly jumped into the backyard. The soldiers divided into two groups, attacking Ye Qing and Hong Ming all the way, and rushing all the way to the woodshed.

Ye Qing could tell at a glance that this must be Cheng Fei's arrangement. He threw the candle in his hand to the man in black, stepped in front of Hongming, and only said: "Don't do it, I will I can handle it." In the blink of an eye, he fought five men in black.

However, these men in black are not weak in martial arts, although they are not top-notch masters, they are still first-rate masters, while Ye Qing is only superb in lightness kung fu and body skills, but only second-rate in martial arts.

One person fights against five opponents, even if they rely on the advantage of body skills to walk around and block them for a while, it is not a long-term solution.

After removing a few tricks, I heard someone from the men in black shouting: "Holy Monk! The man next to him with a distended belly is actually Hong Ming Sheng Monk!"

After he finished howling, the moves of the five men in black froze together. Ye Qing took the opportunity to sweep Ye's legs with a whirlwind, and immediately kicked two of them down.

At this time, the man in black who first recognized Hongming seemed to have expected that there was something wrong with Hongming who had been watching the battle, so he attacked Hongming when Ye Qing couldn't take care of it.

He also worked hard, if the prediction is accurate, then this task will definitely be completed, if the prediction is not accurate, there are rumors in the world that the holy monk never hurts people, and he does not need to worry about his own life.

When he made a move, Hong Ming could only let go of Ye Qing's instructions and forcefully fight back. However, when the man in black made a move against Hong Ming, he had already used ten successes. The successful Hongming is sure to win.

Hong Ming's reluctance to counterattack could not stop the violent palm of the man in black at all!

When the man in black rushed to the firewood room and dragged Cheng Fei and A Ping to the backyard, Hong Ming was slapped on his belly, and he stepped back a few steps, a big mouthful of blood spurted out and fell on the moonlight In the backyard of my house, there were black spots of different sizes.

Ye Qing was dealing with the other two men in black, and the two men who fell to the ground who soon joined the battle again. Seeing this from the corner of the eye, she was shocked, gritted her teeth, and wanted to use her poison.

Hongming saw through his small movements at a glance, and hurriedly shouted: "Benefactor, no." His voice was already hoarse.

At the same time, Cheng Fei, who already knew Ye Qing's true identity, also shouted loudly: "Withdraw."

The man in black obeyed, left Ye Qing and Hong Ming behind, and led Cheng Fei and A Ping out over the wall.

Ye Qing's heart was beating wildly, her brows were furrowed, she rushed to Hong Ming's side to support him, and asked anxiously, "How are you? Why are you blocking me!"

At this moment, Hongming's breath was not stable, and fine beads of sweat were oozing from his forehead. He held his painful belly with both hands, and the words almost came out from between his lips and teeth: "Help... the poor monk... go back to the room." As for the latter question of why he spoke out, he no longer had the energy to answer.

Ye Qing could only curse him in her heart for being a goddamn Buddhist heart, she kept moving, half-armed and half-carried him back to the room, and helped him lie on the bed.

At this moment, the stamina of the palm force came back, and the pain in the abdomen became more and more severe. Hongming's face was pale from the pain, his hands were tightly covering his belly, and his whole body was trembling.

Even so, he still clenched his teeth and swallowed the painful murmur into his throat without letting out a single bit.

Ye Qing had no time to blame Hongming at this time, so she could only forcefully break one of his hands from his tightly gripping stomach, and felt his pulse on his wrist. The wrist under his fingertips also trembled violently. If you are familiar with it, you can accurately diagnose the pulse even when you are trembling.

After the first diagnosis, it really is fetal gas, which looks like a miscarriage!

Ye Qing raised his hand and lifted the hem of his monk robe, the plain white underwear was stained red by the glaring blood, and the blood flowed like it was about to burst a bank, and the smell of blood filled the surroundings of the bed.

His hands trembled for a while, he had never encountered such a situation of being slapped on the pregnant belly with internal force by someone in the Jianghu.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his chaotic mind, and he remembered that he still had a holy medicine for healing that the original owner used just in case. Take it out from the cuff and want to feed it into Hongming's mouth.

However, Hong Ming's face was pale with pain at this time, his eyes were closed tightly, even the brows that were usually stretched were tightly pulled together, and there was still no sound between his lips and teeth, it was unique that he could bear the pain like him.

Ye Qing supported his chin with one hand, and said in a deep voice, "Open your mouth."

Hong Ming heard it clearly, moved his lips, barely opened a gap, but his teeth were still clenched together tightly, the pain was so painful that he couldn't even relax.

Ye Qing couldn't, so he could only use his fingers to forcibly open his mouth, then put the pills in, closed and lifted, his Adam's apple rolled, and the pills went down.

However, this was far from enough. After feeding the medicine, Ye Qing quickly dragged the quilt, folded it into a narrow strip, and placed it on Hongming's waist, raising his buttocks and slowing down the blood flow.

The hands moved quickly, and the mouth was not idle: "Did you use your internal force to protect your stomach just now?"

Hongming reluctantly nodded.

Ye Qing thought for a while, put her hands on Hongming's abdomen, and channeled the internal force into his body. His own internal force was no longer enough. Ye Qing continued to use this method in order to save the fetus and stop the endless blood flow before talking about other things. .

Fortunately, the internal force was really effective, and with the holy medicine for healing just fed in, when Ye Qing's internal force was almost gone, the blood under Hong Ming was gradually stopped.

Ye Qing relaxed slightly, and turned to look at Hong Ming's face. He was still pale, breathing heavily, his eyes were tightly closed, and his whole face was covered with sweat.

Ye Qing rolled up her cuffs, wiped the sweat off his face, and checked his pulse again. Although the situation had improved, it was still not optimistic.

"Is it still hurting a lot? How about it?"

Hong Ming took a few breaths, and then forced himself to speak: "Slightly...better..." After uttering three words, he closed his mouth again. I am afraid that if he continues to speak, he will be unable to restrain his pain.

Ye Qing knew that he was holding on, and there was no way to change his temper for a while, so she could only use her fingertips to rub and press the acupuncture points on his abdomen to prevent pregnancy. Xu was indeed in severe pain, every time he pressed, Hong Ming would tremble unconsciously.

But as he continued to press, the tactile sensation under his hands gradually changed. Ye Qing keenly sensed that something was wrong, and immediately abandoned those acupoints for preventing pregnancy with his fingers, and groped Gao Long's belly with his palm instead.

After a few strokes, I felt that the whole belly was no longer soft, but gradually hardened. At the same time, dense cold sweat oozes from Hongming's forehead again.

Ye Qing thought in his heart that this alone might not work, and he had to use special anti-fetal drugs to be effective, so he confirmed Hongming's situation again: "What kind of abdominal pain is it now, tell me in detail, I must know your pain. Only when you have the exact symptoms can you prescribe the right medicine.”

Seeing that Hongming was still holding back, Ye Qing had no choice but to continue: "Don't hold back, this baby is barely kept, but in your condition, it is very likely that premature birth will be born prematurely, and the possibility of premature baby over seven months surviving is not good. Gao, even if he survived by luck, he may be weak and sick all his life. I believe you don't want this child to suffer forever, so don't bear it any longer."

This time, as if he had listened to Ye Qing's words in his heart, Hong Ming finally loosened his teeth, opened his eyes, and described intermittently: "It was...a severe pain before, but now it's a little bit better... There are bursts of throbbing pain, some A shrinking feeling..."

After barely finishing these words, he turned his back to the sky, gasping heavily, breathing heavily, as if this would relieve the pain in his stomach.

After Ye Qing listened to his description, combined with the pulse and symptoms, he had the right prescription in his mind. At this time, Yang Yao was not there, and when he went to fetch the medicine and make it, Hong Ming had to stay alone.

Thinking that all martial arts practitioners in this world would recognize acupuncture points, Ye Qing took Hong Ming's hand and pointed out several acupuncture points that are helpful for confinement: "I'll make medicine for you later, you are in severe pain When the time comes, I will press these places first, and wait for me to come back."

Hong Ming reluctantly nodded: "Please trouble the benefactor..." In addition to the pain in his eyes, there was also gratitude to Ye Qing.

Ye Qing only said: "I don't want your thanks. Your main task now is to let this child live in your womb for a few more days. If he is born one day later, the possibility of his survival will be increased." After finishing, he hurried out.

Seeing Ye Qing's back disappearing outside the door, Hong Ming closed his eyes again, put his palm on the throbbing belly, trembling uncontrollably, and drew small circles on the top of the abdomen with his fingertips , trying to appease the severe abdominal pain.

At this time, even he couldn't help thinking wildly, if the child really couldn't keep it, how would he deal with himself?Back then, he was willing to risk the disapproval of the world, abandon his responsibilities, lose all his martial arts, and leave this child alive, so he could face the world's ridicule calmly without fear of this matter being leaked.

However, now, he suddenly realizes that he is really not good at cultivation. Since leaving this child behind, he has accompanied him hundreds of days and nights, and this child has gradually become a part of his body, and has truly become his. weakness.

Just now when Ye Qing said that he was still holding back at this time, he didn't refute, but he knew clearly in his heart that from this moment on, he had let go of some kind of persistence in his heart, because he was afraid that the child in his belly would die again. I can't go back to being the Hongming monk I used to be.

Xu Shi's mood fluctuated too much, and the pain in his stomach that had calmed down came back again. Hong Ming remembered Ye Qing's advice and rubbed the acupuncture points with his fingertips. There was throbbing pain, the blood below had already stopped, but now it flowed out again, he hastily mobilized the remaining internal force in his body to protect his belly completely.

Hongming panicked like never before. Even when he was trapped in the snow mountain and was dying, he was not as panicked as he is now. He even eagerly looked forward to Ye Qing's return as soon as possible.

Ye Qing seemed to have heard Hongming's inner call, and came over with a medicine stove. The pot of medicine was still boiling on the stove. He couldn't even wait for the time to decoct the medicine, so he put the medicine stove outside the door, and went in to check on Hongming's situation.

Seeing him come back, Hong Ming grabbed his clothes with trembling hands: "Bleeding again...keep the child..."

Although Ye Qing was exhausted, she still tried her best to maintain her composure: "I will spare no effort, he is not only your child, but also mine. You are usually the most peaceful, especially in this time!"

"I..." Hongming was dumbfounded, but in fact, even he didn't think that after living for nearly 30 years, he would panic like this because of this child.

Ye Qing couldn't wait for his answer, so she gathered up the little internal energy she had just recovered and poured it into his stomach, so the two of them took turns pouring internal energy, and finally managed to stop the bleeding again.

After finishing all this, Ye Qing leaned close to Hongming's pale face and forced him to look directly at herself: "Don't fluctuate too much, rest calmly, with me here, the child will be born safely."

The earnestness in Ye Qing's eyes infected Hongming. He found that Ye Qing seemed to have a soothing power at this moment. He told himself over and over again to trust the person in front of him. With him around, the child would be fine!

After the anti-fetal medicine was cooked, Ye Qing fed it to Hong Ming and drank it. It didn't take long for the throbbing abdominal pain to really subside. With the subsidence of the abdominal pain, Hong Ming gradually regained his usual composure.

After Ye Qing confirmed from Hong Ming, he brought hot water from the kitchen, wiped his body, changed his clothes, and cleaned up the mess.

Hongming suffered a serious injury before, and now he can only lie down, unable to move at all, and has to rely on Ye Qing for all chores. When Ye Qing was busy back and forth, although he closed his eyes, he did not fall asleep, and everything could be touched. I can feel it, and I don't reject Ye Qing wiping and cleaning his body. In fact, there is still a place on his body that this person hasn't touched.

When the sky was bright and Ye Qing was leaning on the desk exhaustedly to doze off, Hong Ming slowly opened his eyes, looked sideways at Ye Qing, and carefully traced his young eyebrows and eyes, his heartbeat suddenly missed a beat, remembering Remembering that Ye Qing had taken care of him, to keep his mood stable, he recited Buddhist scriptures silently in his heart to suppress this feeling.

******

When Yang Yao came back, Hongming was still lying on the bed unable to move.

In the past two days, apart from drinking medicine, the two of them took turns to use internal energy to stabilize the fetal breath, but Ye Qing had insufficient internal energy, and Hong Ming didn't have much internal energy left, so it always felt like a drop in the bucket.

As soon as Yang Yao came back, he was dragged by Ye Qing to give Hongming internal energy. He is a top-notch expert, and the internal energy he injected at one time was enough to keep the fetus safe for more than ten days.

But after experiencing this severe injury, Hongming could no longer go to the ground until the delivery. He had to lie on the bed to protect the baby, keep his mind stable, and always have internal strength to protect his body until the child was born.

Ye Qing didn't tell Hongming, even so, the child's lifespan is already the limit for eight and a half months, he is destined to be born prematurely, the difference is only a matter of time.

What Ye Qing is doing now is to try her best to let the child live in Hongming's womb for a few more days. After all, if one more day is kept, the probability of survival will be higher.

Ye Qing also kept the child's possible death a secret, and never revealed a word. As for his own life, he had already looked down upon it when he entered this world. This time, he came to Hong Ming's side. Because Hongming wanted this child himself, he was determined to help Hongming. If Hongming's original decision was to abort, he would not interfere.

Seeing Hongming sleeping peacefully with his palms on his belly, Ye Qing took Yang Yao out and told him the whole story.

After Yang Yao heard this, veins popped up on his forehead. While he was angry, he thought more deeply than Ye Qing: "According to what you said, it's not just Cheng Fei's problem, the Youyin Building may also be involved. ’” He slapped his palm on the tree trunk beside him, causing the green leaves of the tree to fall, “Cheng Hao, this old man, is as slippery as a loach!”

"The holy monk is absolutely unable to move now, what countermeasures does the leader have?"

Yang Yao didn't answer right away, but instead asked Ye Qing: "To be honest, are you a member of the Demon Cult?"

Ye Qing smiled: "So what if it's true, so what if it's not? Ever since I had skin-to-skin contact with the holy monk that night in Qingzhou, I have never done anything evil. The holy monk used him to save me. The leader can rest assured. No matter what, I will never harm the righteous way from now on."

Yang Yao's eyes flashed, and he didn't press Ye Qing anymore, he just said: "I hope you will remember what you said, otherwise, even if I chase you to the end of the world, I will take your head!"

"The leader can wait and see."

"You take good care of him these few days, and I'll go back immediately and arrange for people to help. This Liuzhou... I'm afraid there will be another disturbance!"

******

Yang Yao expected that Liuzhou was indeed in danger, but the speed of Youyin Building and the Demon Sect was too fast. Before Yang Yao arranged for the troops of the Wulin League to rush to help, the Demon Cult and the troops of Youyin Building hidden in the middle of the Demon Cult had already taken over. Liuzhou City surrounded the medicine shop where Ye Qing and Hong Ming lived temporarily.

This day was only ten days away from the day Cheng Fei fled, and Hong Ming's pregnancy was only safe for seven and a half months.

At the time of the incident, Ye Qing was feeding Hongming medicine. He was halfway through the feeding when he heard movement outside. Ye Qing clenched his hands, but still calmed down. After feeding the rest of the medicine, he got up and went out to check the situation.

Hong Ming obviously also heard the unusual movement. Before Ye Qing went out, he warned: "Benefactor, you must be careful. If things are difficult, you... run for your life."

Ye Qing turned around and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine." Thinking of all the things that will happen after he came to this world, he gave Hongming a comforting smile, "With me here, you, the child, and all the sentient beings you care about will be safe."

Hongming nodded slightly, and watched him go out intently, feeling that he was right, this person was indeed a very good person, his eyes turned softly to the high bulging belly around his waist, thinking that this child would not know what he would look like in the future who.

If you are like yourself, it is definitely not difficult to practice martial arts. It is also good to be like him, to be a doctor who saves lives and heals the wounded.However, as a parent, I only hope that he will be safe in his life, happy and open-minded, and not be burdened by external things, that's enough.

At this moment, a shout suddenly came from outside: "Xingyue Sect Right Envoy Tang Yang leads the congregation to meet Qingfeng Sect Master!"

After this sound, they shouted in unison: "Meet the leader!"

Qingfeng... the leader...

Calculated, the time when the first drink appeared was exactly the time when Ye Qing walked out of the pharmacy. Hong Ming became confused for some reason, and immediately a fishy sweetness gushed out of his throat. Suddenly my stomach hurts again.

Even so, he still felt that he could no longer lie on the bed. If it was what he thought, Ye Qing was actually not Ye Qing, but Qing Feng, the leader of the Demon Cult...

Hong Ming forcibly held back the pain in his stomach, stood up with his waist up, barely put on his outer robe, put one hand on his back waist, and the other hand on the bottom of his abdomen, and walked slowly outside.

After walking into the storefront of the pharmacy, I heard faint voices outside.

"The guru's alias has been outside for a long time, and now Liuzhou has become my sect's purse. It's time for the guru to come back."

"Hey, Tang Youshi, who is the leader of this divine religion? Is the leader doing things, and you have the right to speak?"

This implicit reprimanding voice was exactly Ye Qing's voice!

After confirming it, Hongming finally couldn't hold back the fishy sweetness in his throat, and sprayed it on the ground in front of him, the plain white skirt was also stained with a little blood red, and the pain in his belly intensified, he closed his eyes helplessly, his eyelashes trembling violently Still revealing the confusion in his heart.

Suddenly, another liquid flowed down from the back, accompanied by the tightness of the abdomen, showing the bad condition of the fetus.

At this moment, the wooden door of the medicine shop suddenly shattered, and Hong Ming, who had a protruding belly and bloody clothes, appeared in front of everyone in the shop.

After a moment of silence, fierce discussions erupted among the members of the Demon Cult.

"Isn't this Hongming Sage Monk?"

"Why is his belly the same as a full-term woman who is pregnant with Liujia!"

"Why does our leader live with him?"

……

There were endless discussions, but Hong Ming didn't notice at all. Apart from the severe pain in his stomach, his eyes were fixed on Ye Qing, who was surrounded by demon cult members like stars holding the moon.

Such a scene shattered the last sliver of luck in his heart, and the center of his mind was in chaos. The monk Hongming, who was once calm no matter what situation he faced, could not calm down at all at this moment.

At this moment, a female voice suddenly appeared amidst the heated discussion: "Yes, this so-called holy monk is indeed pregnant with a child, and it is the child of your leader. You don't know, in order to give birth to this child He doesn't even have much martial arts left." It was Cheng Fei's voice.

The discussions among the members of the Devil's Cult became fierce again.

"My God, he's a monk."

"Stupid, what's wrong with the monk, he is still a man."

"If the righteous way is gone and No. [-] in the world, wouldn't the rivers and lakes let me teach you to run rampant!"

"Women can have children, can men have children? That's a monster!"

"That's right, it's a monster."

"monster!"

……

The discussion was intense and noisy, didn't Hong Ming hear it?He seemed to have heard it, but he didn't seem to hear it. He just stared at Ye Qing in the middle of the crowd indifferently.

No, it should be Master Qingfeng!Hongming's lips suddenly revealed an extremely self-deprecating wry smile. He once said "no regrets" to Ye Qing. At this moment, it was these two words that filled the sadness in his heart.

Plain clothes and red blood, the Buddha's pregnant child, that smiling face, even though it was stained with blood, was still suffocatingly handsome, but the whole person was extremely weird and glaring.

Ye Qing, who was in the middle of the crowd, finally came to his senses, and he shouted, "Shut up!" Everyone in the Demon Cult subconsciously fell silent.

At this moment, another group of people rushed in, led by Yang Yao.

As if seeing Yang Yao, Hongming's body trembled slightly, and finally he couldn't hold on, and was about to fall backwards. Ye Qing and Yang Yao flew up at the same time, supporting Hongming on the left and the right.

At this time, the Wulin League troops brought by Yang Yao had already fought against the members of the Demon Cult, but they all had eyes, and they all saw Hongming now.

On Hongming's side, Ye Qing grasped his wrist in time. Judging from his pulse, he might be about to give birth. However, Hongming has not completely lost consciousness. Although he is powerless, he still stubbornly pushes Ye Qing away.

Yang Yao also said coldly: "Master Qingfeng, what else do you have to say?"

Ye Qing ignored his attitude and said in a hurry: "He's afraid he's about to give birth, so let the people outside stop. When the baby lands safely, I'll give you an explanation." His gaze shifted to Hongming's face, "Give him one too." Confession."

At this time, Yang Yao suddenly made a mistake: "Don't even think about it, what kind of conspiracy do you have!"

Ye Qing could only give him one fact: "If this delay continues, not only will the baby be stillborn, but even Hongming will be in danger."

At the moment, he stopped arguing with Yang Yao, and yelled at the righteous and evil people who were fighting in the melee: "The followers of the Xingyue God Sect obey the order and stop fighting immediately." Worried that his leader's prestige is not enough, he said, "Tang Yang, If you still want to survive, immediately order to stop, otherwise, don't blame the leader for being ruthless!"

The Demon Cult's people finally stopped, and Zhengdao was surprised for a moment, and looked at Yang Yao one after another. Yang Yao looked at Hong Ming with a painful face, and ordered to stop.

After a period of confusion, the two parties separated left and right, and confronted each other in front of the small medicine shop.

Ye Qing and Yang Yao quickly helped Hongming into the room, and Yang Yao couldn't do anything about it. Ye Qing asked him to start a fire and boil water. After checking Hongming's condition, he was indeed premature. It looks like, there are not only bloodstains below, but also cloudy amniotic fluid.

The birth canal is more than half opened, and premature babies are no bigger than full-term babies. At this time, they can already exert force, but Hongming is like a rag doll, unable to exert any strength, or maybe he is unwilling to exert strength.

Ye Qing thought that this was definitely not the way to go, and she was about to leave soon, so why not talk about those things, untie Hong Ming's knots, and let him give birth to the child smoothly.

So he kept cooking for Hongming with both hands, and he said: "Many years ago, during the great war between righteousness and demons, the righteous sects came out to resist the demon sect. Among them was a small sect called Yuehua Palace. The palace lord also led the entire sect to fight, but in the end, they were all wiped out by the Demon Sect. Only a little boy under the age of five was hidden by the palace lord's mother in the pile of dead people, so he was saved from death. Unfortunately, just as the two sides retreated At that time, he was still found by the people of the Devil's Cult, he looked at the backs of the righteous people, and cried out to them to save him, but they never turned back."

"Later, that little boy survived in the demon sect and suffered inhuman torture every day. After a few years, he was lucky enough to meet a person who often took care of him secretly. He got him under the hands of the poison doctor at that time. He thought that he would finally have a good life, but no, under the hands of the poison doctor, he became a drug tester, and he was always planted with all kinds of weird poisons. No day is easy, and he has survived many times when he faced life-and-death crises."

"Fortunately, his medical talent is extremely high. Under the hands of the poison doctor, he secretly learned a wonderful skill of healing poison, but his body was damaged by the poison in the past, and he could no longer learn top-level martial arts. He secretly prepared After several years, the jedi counterattacked, and finally killed the old poisoner at that time, and became the new master of poison doctor."

"He hated the Devil's Cult deeply, and he didn't like the righteous way that he would never save. Now that he had a unique skill in his hand, he was determined to give it a go. He used the supreme secret poison to secretly control all the high-level leaders of the Devil's Cult. After the change of the old and new leaders In the process, he successfully became the leader."

"Even if he became the leader, he didn't want to hang out with the people he hated all day long, so he used his real name to wander around the world. But he didn't want to face the devil, so why would he want to face the righteous way? He roams the world and does whatever he wants , doing things all by mood, and gradually spread the reputation of being eccentric."

"Later... and then there was a stupid monk who was so stupid that he used himself to save him, and he was really saved by this stupid monk."

Ye Qing kept talking without moving his eyes from Hongming's body. Halfway through the speech, Hongming had already started to grit his teeth and exert all his strength. When he finished speaking, the child's head was about to come out.

The situation is urgent at this time, and if you delay for a moment, there will be more chaos outside. Ye Qing stroked the child's dark hair, and simply raised his hand to caress his deformed belly, and pushed him down with more force. .

Hong Ming suffered from pain, although his lips and teeth were tightly closed, painful muffled groans could not be suppressed from his throat.

Yang Yao heard it from outside, and knocked on the door anxiously: "Why hasn't he been born yet? How is Hongming? Ye Qing, are you okay!"

Ye Qing yelled back directly: "It's coming soon, don't make a fuss, go and bring the hot water." Then she pushed hard with her hand, "Hongming, push harder, come on, one two three."

As soon as the word "three" was uttered, Hong Ming, who kept his lips and teeth tightly closed from the beginning to the end, let out a high-pitched roar uncontrollably, and his wrinkled body fell into Ye Qing's hands mixed with blood and amniotic fluid.

He looked at the under-month-old child in his hand, not much bigger than the palm of his hand, hardly crying, quickly controlled his inner strength, protected the child's heart, then picked up the dagger on the case, burned it on the fire, and cut off the umbilical cord.

Until this time, the child let out a small and pitiful whimper like a kitten. Hong Ming was exhausted before. Hearing this whimper, his heart was pulled hard, and he forced a hoarse voice: "Child...Child How about it……"

He subconsciously clenched the ebony beads around his wrist, and begged the Buddha to protect his child from harm. He also made a great wish in his heart, as long as the child can grow up safely, he would like to serve the Buddha all his life.

Ye Qing's complexion was not very good. He held the child in both hands, and leaned into Hongming's ear and said, "This child was born prematurely for more than two months, and her body is very weak. You must always use your internal strength to protect her heart, so as to keep her safe." When I grow up, I will learn martial arts in the future, and I will get better."

"Besides, I never told you before that after the child is born, your skills will recover." At the same time, he asked 007 to use his golden finger and return the original skills to Hongming.

"One more thing." He put a small porcelain white bottle beside Hongming's pillow, "Find an opportunity as soon as possible, and give this to Yan Qin, the left envoy of the Demon Cult."

After saying this as if to explain the funeral, Ye Qing shouted towards the door: "Leader, bring in the hot water."

Yang Yao came in at the sound, only went to the table and put down the tub, and didn't come any closer. The placenta had not been delivered yet, and there was still a mess under the quilt, so it was not appropriate for him to just walk over like this.

Ye Qing quickly bathed the child, wrapped it in swaddling clothes, and handed it to Yang Yao: "Remember to prepare some goat milk to feed the child later, of course, if you are willing to invite a nanny, you don't need goat milk. "

Just as I was talking, seeing a tall man like Yang Yao, holding the swaddle with his hands stiffly,